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Make a cup with your hands to take a drink.In the same way that your father did.And throw a stone upon the river's lid.Watch the circles take you home.Blow the smoke and watch it leave your lungs.And higher up. Think of what you've done.Have you not considered life beneath the thumb?Or flying solo in your home.Sometimes it's who, not what you do.Just because your Father did doesn't mean that you should too.I don't want to lose you.Don't go away from here.It's that sinking feeling of being aloneAnd it's the way it makes you screechAnd pulls the skin off your bones.I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;Will you still know me in a year?Don't you think about your actions?Counter-weight the reactions?Zero soul, you're a loser's sonBut don't you go away from here.Letras de cancionesYour mind's a mine-field in a minor way.Don't just fall in like some mindless stray.We have friends who see what they sayDon't you go away from hereIt's that sinking feeling of being aloneAnd it's the way it makes you screechAnd pulls the skin off your bones.I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;Will you still know me in a year?It's that sinking feeling of being aloneAnd it's the way it makes you screechAnd pulls the skin off your bones.I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;Will you still know me in a year?It's that sinking feeling of being aloneAnd it's the way it makes you screechAnd peels the skin off your bones.I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;Will you still know me in a year? From Letras Mania